Xaeria
Slithering facets shimmer,
Fade,
through ethereal glass,
The blink of beauty thriving
Within.
The blood-blue of truth.
Slow, careful caress of
Midnight's moon, soft embrace
of Dark-light. The night
Faces
her, then
Whispers a
Disguise.
It learns of truths, of
Loves
then blinks away.
And whispers
remain.
Jabress d'waerr'es
Ssinssrigg d'oloth.
(Mistress of Deceit
Lust of Darkness)
Footnote: Written about a dark elven enchantress. And yes that *is* drow :)